Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
On a sleepless night, my cat squats on my shoulder gnawing on my dreams. Awake or dreaming, I leave my son’s empty room, his bed still unmade.
By Geoffrey Philp 3 years ago in Poets
I saw snowflakes dance in the sky on the day we met. I saw the bright crescent moon on the night of our first date. I saw a pure soul when you kissed me and I was enchanted by your smile, as sparkling white as my wedding gown.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Poets
Songs may sing The one in a million Chance of a lifetime As if the lottery was won Lover’s gaze entices As the stars align
By C. H. Richard3 years ago in Poets
Dear Reader, If I ever loved you, just know that I still do. When the rain taps at my window, and I fall asleep watching the tiny flame of a citrus scented candle,
By Daniel Ingram3 years ago in Poets
Calm breeze carries quills through chaos of dancing trees over amber seas
By SierraLW3 years ago in Poets
Who knows our future? Did dinosaurs ever dream of pink feathered flight?
By PK Colleran3 years ago in Poets
The moon and stars came out to play, At the end of a long hot day. Low in the sky, the sun caught the moons eye,
By Hazel Rymell 3 years ago in Poets
a seed is planted, nurtured by soil's caress until stories grow. . water's soft healing can cut through steel at high speeds.
By sleepy drafts3 years ago in Poets
Falling on my ass In pain, giggling like a fool Singing Paul Simon
Flame and filled kettle Mingle on the stove until Air escapes the spout. // Liquid meets black leaves, A dance of water and earth
By Rayn B3 years ago in Poets
Mirror reflection My face in rippled water Drifts away, goodbye
By Rick Henry Christopher 3 years ago in Poets
I am the kind of dangerous that sees shadows in the dark and welcomes them into bed. A natural phenomenon; the self-hating narcissist.
By Sarah Clif3 years ago in Poets
